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MfU: The Baltic Affair by P. R. Zed. NC17
Hi! It’s sensine again with more MfU goodies.
Fandom: The Man from UNCLE
Pairing: Illya/Napoleon
Author on LJ:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
przed
Author Website: http://przed.com/
Why this must be read:
The story I’ll share with you now is one of those solid, good stories that are at the fundament of every fandom. It has fine characteristics of Illya and Napoleon, the plot is exciting – you think you know what’ll happen but then - BANG! WHOA! – P. R. Zed pulls you around unexpected corners. Illya is capable and inventive and Napoleon is - well - Napoleon! And she has a neat way of describing scenes – using details and appealing to all senses to convey the mood.
The Baltic Affair is the first in a series of stories P herself calls her Zedverse. We meet an Illya who has only been assigned to the New York HQ a couple of years, but he is already Napoleon’s partner at work. This lays the ground for a hot first time story – but you would be disappointed if that was all, wouldn’t you? Illya is sent on a routine mission to Latvia, and as usual things are not what they seem…
Illya Kuryakin hadn't been to the capital of Latvia for some years. This time the city seemed much bleaker than usual. The sky was a drab steel grey, rather more prone to drizzle than not. The weather was turning cool, a hint of winter threading through the autumn wind.
Illya pulled his collar up and staved off a shiver. It would be good to get in from the cold. Perhaps Kris would have a shot of vodka waiting for him, with some of that interesting bitter the Latvians specialized in. Illya had brought some of the stuff back to New York last time. Napoleon had declared it a cross between battery acid and paint thinner, but Illya himself took a perverse Slavic pleasure in the drink.
He arrived at the building where Kristops Legzdins had maintained the Latvian office of U.N.C.L.E. Lacking the budget of some of the larger offices, U.N.C.L.E. Riga was two rooms in a not very fashionable office building. A high security vault and a lab were to be found elsewhere in the city.
Entering the building, Illya climbed the stairs to the fifth floor, cursing the superintendent for not keeping the elevator in repair. The hallway seemed to have more bulbs than usual burned out, and there were no lights at all on in the office. Illya knocked boldly on the door and entered.
"Legzdins, you Latvian cur, where are you?" he said loudly in Russian. He always assumed his most arrogant Russian persona when doing business in the Baltic. The Latvians would avoid him, either out of fear or hatred, and the Russians would merely assume he was one of them.
The office was still and dark, the only light coming from the partially open blinds. Illya senses were immediately alert. Kris Legzdins might have an affection for too much booze, in common with Illya's own countrymen, but he would never abandon his post, and certainly not when he knew an agent would be checking in.
Here’s the story - what are you waiting for? Go read!!! :
The Baltic Affair
If you want to read more stories in this universe, go to her site!
This story has previously been published in a Relative Secrecy zine.
Fandom: The Man from UNCLE
Pairing: Illya/Napoleon
Author on LJ:
przedAuthor Website: http://przed.com/
Why this must be read:
The story I’ll share with you now is one of those solid, good stories that are at the fundament of every fandom. It has fine characteristics of Illya and Napoleon, the plot is exciting – you think you know what’ll happen but then - BANG! WHOA! – P. R. Zed pulls you around unexpected corners. Illya is capable and inventive and Napoleon is - well - Napoleon! And she has a neat way of describing scenes – using details and appealing to all senses to convey the mood.
The Baltic Affair is the first in a series of stories P herself calls her Zedverse. We meet an Illya who has only been assigned to the New York HQ a couple of years, but he is already Napoleon’s partner at work. This lays the ground for a hot first time story – but you would be disappointed if that was all, wouldn’t you? Illya is sent on a routine mission to Latvia, and as usual things are not what they seem…
Illya Kuryakin hadn't been to the capital of Latvia for some years. This time the city seemed much bleaker than usual. The sky was a drab steel grey, rather more prone to drizzle than not. The weather was turning cool, a hint of winter threading through the autumn wind.
Illya pulled his collar up and staved off a shiver. It would be good to get in from the cold. Perhaps Kris would have a shot of vodka waiting for him, with some of that interesting bitter the Latvians specialized in. Illya had brought some of the stuff back to New York last time. Napoleon had declared it a cross between battery acid and paint thinner, but Illya himself took a perverse Slavic pleasure in the drink.
He arrived at the building where Kristops Legzdins had maintained the Latvian office of U.N.C.L.E. Lacking the budget of some of the larger offices, U.N.C.L.E. Riga was two rooms in a not very fashionable office building. A high security vault and a lab were to be found elsewhere in the city.
Entering the building, Illya climbed the stairs to the fifth floor, cursing the superintendent for not keeping the elevator in repair. The hallway seemed to have more bulbs than usual burned out, and there were no lights at all on in the office. Illya knocked boldly on the door and entered.
"Legzdins, you Latvian cur, where are you?" he said loudly in Russian. He always assumed his most arrogant Russian persona when doing business in the Baltic. The Latvians would avoid him, either out of fear or hatred, and the Russians would merely assume he was one of them.
The office was still and dark, the only light coming from the partially open blinds. Illya senses were immediately alert. Kris Legzdins might have an affection for too much booze, in common with Illya's own countrymen, but he would never abandon his post, and certainly not when he knew an agent would be checking in.
Here’s the story - what are you waiting for? Go read!!! :
The Baltic Affair
If you want to read more stories in this universe, go to her site!
This story has previously been published in a Relative Secrecy zine.
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And I'm glad they are online for everyone to read.
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I'm supposed to be doing housework and laundry, but am instead glued to the computer, reading.
"If you want to read more stories in this universe, go to her site!"
Curses! It must wait till tomorrow!
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She's got some other very neat stories too!